Chapter 6: Is it a treasure basin?

He Pingsheng returned to his small house.

The wounds that didn't feel so painful just now began to ache violently.

Fortunately, Han Old San came over to tell him that because of the injury, Zhang Laoda didn't arrange other work for him for these two days.

He could rest for two days.

Otherwise, He Pingsheng's days would be even more miserable.

After Han Old San left, several people came over one after another to ask questions. Their purpose was only one: to find out where He Pingsheng's elixir went?

He Pingsheng was vague, making everyone think that all the elixirs were snatched by Zhang Laoda, to extinguish the covetous hearts of these people.

This trick was undoubtedly very effective.

For the rest of the day, no one came to He Pingsheng's door to ask.

The whole world quieted down.

He Pingsheng locked his room door again and bolted it tightly, then returned to the bed and took out the blood-red 【Jin Gu Dan】 from his arms.

The question is: should he eat it?

After eating it, his injuries would definitely recover completely in three days.

Listening to the Great Young Lady, not only for these skin injuries, but if he suffered serious injuries in the future, eating this thing could quickly restore blood and energy, and he could be active as before in a few days.

This is a good thing.

Treasures that only immortals can use, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it an immortal elixir, right?

After thinking about it, He Pingsheng still put away the immortal elixir.

He couldn't bear to eat it.

These minor injuries should be able to be endured. Such a good treasure immortal elixir must be kept. In case of serious injury in the future, this would be an extra layer of protection.

At a critical moment, it might save his life once.

He Pingsheng looked around the room and found that apart from this dark pottery basin, there was really no container to place the immortal elixir.

The snow-white porcelain bottle from before was snatched by Zhang Laoda.

"Then put it in the basin first!"

He Pingsheng dropped the blood-red elixir into the pottery basin, covered the pottery basin with a piece of wood, and pushed the whole thing, basin and wood, deep under the bed.

After everything was done, He Pingsheng secretly grabbed a handful of Spirit Rice from the pillow and stuffed it into his mouth.

Spirit Rice can increase strength, I hope this thing is also helpful for injuries.

He Pingsheng actually guessed right.

Half a day later, when he was lying on the bed after dinner, He Pingsheng felt that his injuries had improved a lot.

At least it wasn't so painful when lying on the hard wooden bed.

Get up early the next morning to eat!

Taking advantage of the meal, Zhang Laoda came to He Pingsheng's side again and said with a smile: "Brother, I changed you to an easier job!"

"From this morning on, you go to the alchemy room of our Xiuzhu Peak and be responsible for cleaning the alchemy room."

"This job is not heavy. Sometimes if the masters are not refining alchemy, you don't need to clean!"

"How about it?"

He Pingsheng didn't feel anything. Anyway, the work in the alchemy room must be easier than carrying water, right?

"Okay!" He Pingsheng nodded, a grateful look appearing on his face: "Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

"Don't thank me!" Zhang Laoda took a deep breath and said: "Let me make it clear first. This alchemy room is the public alchemy room of our Xiuzhu Peak. There is a pill boy who specializes in serving alchemy, who is an Outer Sect disciple. You are different, you are a handyman. After you go, you only do some work like pouring out furnace ash, chopping wood, and cleaning!"

"But some masters have bad tempers. When alchemy fails, their mood is even worse, and they will inevitably vent their anger on us servants!"

"If you don't have a sharp eye and end up getting a beating, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Ah this...

He Pingsheng felt something was wrong.

Looking around, sure enough, many people showed the look of "you are dead."

Zhang Laoda continued: "Everything has pros and cons, but if the masters refine satisfactory elixirs, they might reward you with some items when they are in a good mood. The crumbs that leak from the fingers of immortals are enough for you to enjoy for a lifetime!"

"He Pingsheng, keep your eyes sharp, move today!"

"There is a special room on the alchemy room side, you will live there from now on!"

"But three meals a day, you still have to come back here to eat!"

Carrying water and cleaning the alchemy room, one is tiring, the other is life-threatening!

He Pingsheng couldn't say whether he was sad or happy, but he always felt that being closer to the immortals would broaden his path to cultivation.

More opportunities are definitely a good thing.

As long as he is smart, it should be fine.

Returning to the room, it was time to move.

He Pingsheng locked the door and bolted it.

Actually, there was nothing to move.

Only some clothes.

The rest were the golden Spirit Rice he secretly hid, and an elixir.

For He Pingsheng, the immortal elixir is the first priority.

He crawled under the bed, pulled out the pottery basin he had stuffed in yesterday with difficulty, and when he lifted the template and looked, he was dumbfounded again.

Two?

That's right, in that dark basin, two elixirs were lying quietly.

Didn't I put in one?

How did it become two?

He Pingsheng's heart began to beat wildly.

At this moment, the strange things that happened in the past few days flashed through his mind one by one.

The water put in the basin became more, and became green!

The white Spirit Rice put in the basin became golden Spirit Rice, and the quantity doubled.

Now, the elixir put in this basin also became two.

Hiss hiss hiss...

This...

Is this basin a treasure?

He Pingsheng felt that he was not real at all at this moment.

He pinched his thigh hard.

The feeling of pain came, which made him a little sober.

Sitting on the ground staring at the basin for about half an incense stick of time, the fourteen-year-old youth scratched his head and reached out to pick up one of the elixirs to watch carefully.

"One... two... three... four..."

While watching, he muttered to himself again, counting the patterns on the elixir.

Yesterday Zhang Laoda told him that this elixir also has quality distinctions.

The same kind of elixir is also divided into low-tier, mid-tier, and high-tier.

The important sign of distinction is the patterns on it.

One Dan pattern is a low-tier elixir.

Two Dan patterns are mid-tier elixirs!

Three Dan patterns are high-tier elixirs that only appear in legends.

He Pingsheng clearly remembered that the elixir yesterday had one pattern.

But now, there are four patterns on this elixir. What kind of ghost thing is this?

"Could it be... there are elixirs higher than high-tier quality?" He Pingsheng's excited heart was about to jump to his throat.

"Ju Bao Pen!"

He Pingsheng looked excitedly at the black basin in front of him: "Is this thing a Ju Bao Pen?" ===== CHAPTER 7 =====